The whole “intriguing” tag is a fucking joke when the first scene is you, generic office drone #455, getting a blowjob from your boss who has tits so big the 3DCG model looks like it’s in pain. IRYS wants to be this deep sci fi noir about memory, corruption, and a city built on racism, but it’s too busy shoving animated vaginal sex in your face every five minutes. I don’t mind that, I’m not a prude. But don’t sell me Blade Runner and then give me Secret Office Fuck Simulator 2024.

The male protagonist is so hollow, which I guess is the POINT given the story about manufactured guilt and fake promotions but that don’t make him less of a cardboard cutout with a dick. I spent twenty minutes clicking through a dream sequence where a woman who may or may not be my character’s brainwashed ex tells me about a “political compromise” while her dress just evaporates. The animation is janky, like they spent the budget on fluid physics for the big tits and then forgot elbows exist. One sex scene had her hip rotating like a clock hand, completely detached from the spine. It’s hot in the way a car crash is hot. Honestly, a DLC where the office politics just goes full orgy, no pretense, would be an improvement.

You know what game does corruption better? That Succubus Contract on itch.io, the one with the pixel art. At least that one knows it’s trash. IRYS tries to be clever with its secret experiments and “who am I really?” bullshit, and then a coworker bends over a desk. The romance paths are a joke, you pick a dialogue option that’s basically “be nice” or “be a dick” and then vaginal sex happens because the plot said so. The sci fi stuff is background noise for creampie closeups. I got a promotion in the game and felt nothing, which is maybe the meta-commentary they were going for but I doubt it because the next scene was a corrupted save file. Or maybe that was the game’s big mindfuck ending?

The first CG set in Curvy Cougars Street hits like a brick to the face. Diane, the older woman you've been obsessed with forever, is just there in the kitchen, tits spilling out of a shirt that's lost all structural integrity. And the game engine? It's a visual novel built on something that feels like a patched together Ren'Py fork, but the image compression is all over the place. Some renders are crisp, others look like they were saved through a potato. The UI buttons have this weird lag, like the click registers half a second after your brain already moved on.

But then the plot kicks in. You're a political aide, living with Diane, and every woman in the office is basically throwing pussy at you. There's this one scene with a senator's wife, a real cougar type, where she corners you in a hallway and the dialogue tree gives you three options. All of them lead to her tits in your face. The game doesn't pretend to be subtle. Corruption mechanics are just a meter that fills up every time you pick the horny option, and once it's full, the cheating scenes unlock. No real consequence system, just a visual indicator that you're a piece of shit now.

The writing is... uneven. Sometimes it's genuinely funny, like when a rival politician tries to blackmail you with a photo that's clearly just a cropped screenshot from an earlier sex scene. Other times it reads like a machine translation of a machine translation. The milf tag is doing heavy lifting, every female character over thirty has the same body type, massive tits, tiny waist, and they all want to ruin your relationship. Which, fine, that's the fantasy. But the game keeps reminding you how loyal you are to Diane while simultaneously making it impossible to avoid the other women. It's not a choice, it's a conveyor belt of tits.

Dare to play it alone, or invite company? Actually, don't invite anyone. The load times between scenes are embarrassing.